It's Over, I've Been Infected with the RR Virus

It's Over, I've Been Infected with the RR Virus

After leaving the KTV, Luo Wen quickly turned off the main road into a narrow alley. He wound through countless alleys before finally stopping in an empty passageway.

After looking around carefully and making sure no one was following him, he unzipped the black bag in his hand.

Inside were dozens of neatly stacked bundles of Chinese Yuan.

This was the six hundred thousand Chinese Yuan Zhou Huayang had given him.

Mainly because his identity documents had not been processed yet, and he did not have a bank card, making a transfer impossible. That was why Zhou Huayang had given him cash.

"In two days, my identity documents will be ready. Then I'll go register at the Limit Martial Hall."

Luo Wen was greatly looking forward to the martial hall.

The Limit Martial Hall and Thunder Martial Hall were open free of charge to students aged sixteen to thirty.

They also had instructors who taught classes for free.

"With my current physical fitness, I'm only at the level of a beginner martial hall student. I'm still far from becoming a martial artist."

Luo Wen sighed.

He was sixteen and a half, one year younger than Luo Feng. Yet by now, Luo Feng had probably already entered the level of an advanced martial hall student.

It was completely impossible to catch up to Luo Feng through hard training alone.

"No, I seem to have overlooked something..."

Thinking of the gap between himself and Luo Feng, Luo Wen's expression suddenly changed.

There was a limit to his physical fitness, but there was no such limit for Luo Feng.

Or rather, the upper limit of an Earthling's physical fitness in the Swallowed Star world was higher than his.

That was because the Earthlings of Swallowed Star had gone through the Great Nirvana.

The RR virus had swept across the globe, causing humans and animals to evolve madly.

"The RR virus!"

"Damn it, how did I forget about that?!"

Luo Wen's face instantly turned extremely ugly!

The fundamental reason why Swallowed Star's humans had improved physically was that they had been infected with the RR virus.

The humans who survived saw their strength, speed, cell activity, and skin toughness increase by more than double. That was why they could reach the level of martial artists through training.

And the RR virus could spread through the air!

Didn't that mean...

Luo Wen felt a slight fever rising in both his body and head.

"It's over. I'm probably already infected with the RR virus!"

Luo Wen's heart pounded in fear.

The RR virus had a mortality rate of around thirty percent.

There was no specific medicine for it either. Whether one survived depended entirely on luck.

"What do I do? I can't go back now. If I bring the RR virus to the Marvel world, it'll be over."

Luo Wen felt his body temperature rising noticeably, and his head was beginning to spin.

He did not know whether he had brought the RR Virus back when he had tested the ring before, but he definitely could not return now. He was contagious during the infection period.

The RR virus could spread through water, bodily fluids, and air. Once it reached the Marvel world, it would be impossible to contain.

At least two billion people around the world would die then.

Thanos had killed half the population with a snap. He would kill a third with one RR virus. At that point, he would be promoted straight to supervillain status.

"I should find a small inn first."

Luo Wen knew he could not delay any longer. If he passed out by the roadside, he would be in danger.

After all, every human on this planet currently had antibodies to the RR virus, while he did not. There would be no way to explain it.

Enduring his physical discomfort, Luo Wen found a passerby and asked where the nearest inn was.

Fortunately, he had kept up his physical training over the years. Otherwise, he would probably have collapsed halfway there by now.

"Ma'am, I'd like a standard room. I didn't bring my ID card, so I'll pay double."

Luo Wen entered a small inn called the Yue Travel Hotel and found a woman in her forties or fifties at the front desk. He guessed she was most likely the owner.

Luo Wen's face was already beginning to flush from the fever. He had no energy to argue with the front desk, so he immediately offered double the price and placed four one-hundred-yuan bills on the counter.

"Sure!"

The woman at the front desk readily agreed. In truth, guests could stay at their inn without an ID card anyway, but since Luo Wen had put the money right in front of her, only an idiot would turn down money.

"I've given you a room with good lighting. It's on the third floor, Room 305."

The woman quickly clicked a few times on the computer, swiped a card, and handed it to Luo Wen.

Luo Wen nodded and quickly headed for the elevator.

Fortunately, this little hotel had an elevator. Otherwise, he would not have had the strength to climb the stairs at all.

"Ding!"

The elevator stopped on the third floor. Luo Wen found room 305, swiped his card, and went inside.

The room was fairly clean and tidy, and the lighting was indeed good, but Luo Wen had no mind to care about any of that. His vision was starting to darken.

With a bang, he shut the door. After taking two steps, Luo Wen collapsed onto the bed.

"Mmgh..."

The dizzy, miserable feeling in his head made Luo Wen groan.

This RR virus was far too vicious.

Just over ten seconds after falling onto the bed, Luo Wen gradually lost consciousness.

His whole body was an unnatural red, his lips were pale, and he twitched from time to time.

The evening sunlight still carried a trace of heat, streaming through the window lattice and illuminating the room brightly. As time slowly passed, the light grew softer, the golden hue turning orange-red. Until night finally fell, the world outside the window was swallowed by deep blue, and scattered lights gradually flickered on, heralding the end of the day and the arrival of night.

In the darkness, sweat seeped from Luo Wen's body.

His immune system remained in this state of high-speed operation until noon the next day, when it finally began to improve.

"Ugh..."

When Luo Wen's consciousness finally emerged from the haze again, he found his whole body sticky and clammy, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm not dead?"

Luo Wen quickly sat up in bed.

He glanced at the electronic clock on the wall. It was already noon the next day.

Luo Wen let out a long breath.

It seemed his luck was not bad. The thirty percent mortality rate had not fallen on him.

Luo Wen got up and went to the mirror. He found that his lips were a little chapped, his face somewhat pale, and his entire body rather fatigued.

Fortunately, his head was no longer dizzy, and only a mild fever remained.

"I was infected with the RR virus, but I made it through safely. Doesn't that mean my physical fitness will improve by at least double?"

After the anxiety and lingering fear passed, anticipation and joy rose in Luo Wen's heart.

The reason Earthlings in Swallowed Star could embark on the path of Martial Artists ultimately lay in the RR virus enhancing the potential of the human body.

Now that he had been infected and passed the dangerous period, it stood to reason that he should experience the same effect.

Luo Wen clenched his fist, but he did not feel any explosive increase in strength. He even felt somewhat weak, and at that moment, his stomach began to growl.

"Forget it. I'll eat something first."

Luo Wen used the bedside phone to call the front desk.

"Ma'am, send me two meals, and extend my stay for another night while you're at it."

"Is wonton noodles and green pepper pork over rice okay?" the landlady's voice came through the phone.

"That's fine."

"Alright, I'll bring it up in twenty minutes."

Luo Wen hung up and walked into the shower room to take a shower.

Only after taking off his clothes did he discover a sticky layer on the surface of his skin, like sweat mixed with a great deal of metabolic waste. A single rub could scrub off a large patch.

With no other choice, Luo Wen used a half-dry towel as a scrub cloth and gave himself a thorough cleaning.

Just as he finished showering, a knock sounded at the door.

Wearing only boxer shorts, Luo Wen opened the door and found the landlady standing there with a tray of food.

"Handsome, your order."

"Alright, thank you. Wait a moment."

Luo Wen took the tray back into the room, set it on the small table by the window, then pulled five Chinese Yuan bills from his black travel bag.

"Ma'am, this is for the food and room. No need to give me change."

Luo Wen went to the door and handed the landlady five hundred yuan.

The landlady immediately beamed.

It had been a long time since she had encountered such a generous guest staying at her hotel.

"Alright. Just let me know if you need anything."

Luo Wen shut the door and went to the table. He first opened a bottle of mineral water and gulped down half of it.

Then he uncovered the two upturned plates, and a burst of fragrance immediately wafted toward him.

One plate was wonton noodles, while the other was green pepper pork over rice.

Steaming hot—clearly fresh out of the pot.

Most likely, the owner or his wife had made it fresh in the kitchen.

Luo Wen's appetite was instantly whetted.

Whether it was because he had not eaten all day or because the RR virus had drained a massive amount of energy from his body, he was so hungry his vision was going dark.

In a ravenous frenzy, Luo Wen polished off an entire bowl of wonton noodles and a serving of rice with toppings.

Even after finishing, he felt only about sixty percent full.

"My appetite seems to have gotten a lot bigger."

Luo Wen rubbed his stomach and smiled.

After eating his fill, Luo Wen quickly felt the weakness in his body gradually fade away.

Even his low-grade fever seemed to have completely subsided.

However, Luo Wen did not rush to test his physical abilities.

Instead, he climbed back into bed once more.

He planned to sleep a little longer.

This was something he had learned after catching COVID before his transmigration.

Sleeping was the fastest way to recover.

Luo Wen slept exceptionally well this time.

When he woke up again, it was already completely dark outside.

Luo Wen glanced at the electronic clock on the wall. 18:52.

"It's almost seven in the evening already? No, I need to get back."

Luo Wen hurriedly threw back the covers and got up.

Hill's field assignment ended tonight. If she came home and did not find him there, she would probably be very worried.

Yet the instant he got to his feet, he noticed something was off.

He seemed... lighter?

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